The Last Job

[Tarrius Drast]

The Last Job
(Self-DM)​

Nar Shaddaa, a moon that never slept, nor did one ever seem to leave. Tarrius had tried several times, but he would always come crawling back to it. The man felt nothing, but hatred for the world, he had lost everything to the maws of the Empire, Mandalorians, and the Criminals that wreaked havoc on this planet.

There was no denying that he held his family's darkness in his heart, luckily for the Empire and the Mandalorians he bore no use of the force. In his eyes he was a disgrace that started before birth. To be born to a family that chained the galaxy and spread a cycle of hatred throughout the galaxy only left the man embarressed. For so long his family ruled, until they grew weak and collapsed. He was just another nobody, someone that had run from his past and the galaxy at large. He found Nar Shaddaa, its broken people and projected his own insecurities onto them. He had to save this world, his world, but no man could stand against the cycle of hatred nor could he deny his own sins and believe he could succeed. His hubris had been his downfall, and now the city had fallen into dissarray, those he loved had perished and his rules had been broken.

The galaxy was changing, the destruction on Nar Shaddaa was a symbol that no matter how far he ran, his family's past would catch up to him. How many more people would have to die because of the actions of his family? He hated the thought, but knew that he would have to confront his fear--his own family, and it seemed the force moved the galaxy in mysterious ways.

The aging Drast found himself among a small crowd, a purple hue of the floating advertisements hung over the city. Travel to the Sky City Casinos, enjoy your days of everlasting bliss today... The feminine voice of the advert clung to the muggy air. His target was the source of a rogue transmission that came from the area, beckoning for help. It seemed like a trap, yet the Bounty Hunter cared little for his own safety--if there was trouble he'd kill them and collect their loot for himself.

His brown eyes scanned beneath the cover of a Mandalorian helmet he had stolen, noting a large abandoned industrial complex. His sensors seemed to amplify as he approached; this had to be the place. Pulling his blaster he would slide in past the holo-fence and into the large square that lead towards the entrance. Kriff, his teeth clenched at the sight of a separate party ahead. It seems I'm not the only one to answer the call.

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[Sakadi Marathi Sinvala]

Accompanied by two fellow Jedi, the hooded figure that was Sakadi stood in front of the large industrial complex. The nauseating smell of booze and filth filled her nostrils as she once again found herself back in a backwater area on Nar Shaddaa. Much to her dismay, her recent missions had forced her to visit the planet more often; twice already in just this week alone. This mission didn't differ that much from the other one either. What was it with Nar Shaddaa and overconfident criminals?

As was known across the Galaxy, messing with either the Jedi or the Sith was playing with one's life. And yet, there were still a handful of individuals willing to test their odds. The criminals who she presumed were inside in particular; they targeted the few Jedi Padawan's who ventured out alone on missions given by the Council. With sheer numbers and the element of surprise, these thugs had robbed many young Padawan learners of their lives. While the Jedi Order disapproved of revenge or retaliation, the increasing number of 'Jedi hunters' had to be put to a stop. And these few infamous lads would make a fine example of the fact that the Galactic Alliance should not be taken too lightly.

The lavender-skinned Knightess glanced at the two Jedi who accompanied her on this mission. She had never actually met them before, but she knew they were Master and Padawan. With some broad and simplified gestures, Sakadi conveyed that she was ready and prepared to enter. She knew little about these thugs, it was unknown to her how heavily they were armed, what their exact numbers were and most importantly, what other crimes they had committed. But she was certain that the three of them could handle it.

Just as she prepared to advance from the square into the building, however, a fourth person entered the square. The Knightess narrowed her eyes as she carefully watched his approach. Upon seeing the blaster, the Knightess reached for one of her own lightsabers. It almost made her silently chuckle. A few months prior, she hadn't been in possession of a single lightsaber. And now, she had two. Her dominant, right hand rested upon the purple-bladed lightsaber attached to the right side of her hip. Was this armed stranger hostile? She sensed little to no intent from his side to harm the band of Jedi, but just one well aimed blaster bolt could prove fatal. And that was something she was well aware of, in this hostile territory.

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[Reuben Azari]

This was definitely one of the less glamorous aspects of the job. Reuben had never been to Nar Shaddaa before but its reputation preceded it as he had heard unsavoury information about it from others, though not from his peers because one aspect of its notoriety was its danger, it was rare for Jedi to come here and much less padawans but with two knights at his side he was in good company. It was a den for some of the most unsavoury people in the galaxy, including pirates and smugglers but namely the Hutts, the species which seemed to produce an uncanny amount of crime lords.

The targets were, unsurprisingly, pirates. Ones who had been bold enough to think they could take on the Jedi apparently, or who were at least stupid enough to not realise that was where their actions would lead them. The Jedi could not afford to lose members by the dozen, the Order was still trying to gain traction throughout the galaxy and the last thing they needed was to be wiped out again or undermined by pirates of all people. The attacks on the Jedi had to be stopped, they had enough to deal with as it was with the Sith, they didn't need enemies on all fronts.

The three Jedi were outside the building, Reuben waited for the command of his superior, either his own master or the other Jedi Knight who he hadn't met before but had been pre-warned that she was mute though apparently particularly gifted with telepathy. As the group readied themselves, Reuben could sense another person join them and his eyes fell on a man with the guise of a Mandalorian and with a blaster at hand. The sight of a weapon made Reuben's hand go immediately to his own at his hip, a natural instinct for most Jedi, though it was unclear if this man was a friend or foe or something in between. Either way, it would be unwise to try and take on three Jedi alone, no matter the circumstances.

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[Ashlyna Talmount]

It had been a long time since she had set foot on Nar Shaddaa. Ashlyna last came here with Tycho, right before the Mandos decided they didn't want to play with the jedi anymore. Here she was, so close to home, and yet it felt all the more alien to her. With another knight and padawan by her side, Ashlyna didn't feel that she was the same former pirate that Ayasha had pulled off some back water desert world. It was odd. Perhaps it was the leanings of her associates that changed her out look on life, or maybe she had finally gotten out of that downtraught of guilt she had carried for so long.

Wearing garb more accustomed to a smuggled, Ash held only a blaster on her hip, and several small tools on her belt, as well as the hyrdospanner that was in fact her lightsaber. To anyone else, she'd look like the run of the mill scoundrels that frequented this place, something she was quite accustomed to. Ash smiled at the nervous she sensed in her young padawan, merely putting her hand on the young man's shoulder, a small wave of ease would work it's way though his system as she sought to combat his anxiety; one of Ayasha's many talents that the woman had learned. If you let those blokes scare you, you won't have a chance against the real threat. Ashlyna's words would chim in the mind of her newest pupil, reminding herself that once she too had been like young Reuben. Her free hand was by her side, empty and waiting for the need to draw her saber and defend her padawan. This was a dangerous world after all, and their target was hardly a non threat. She looked over to Sakadi, trying to get a read on her fellow knight, hoping that this one wouldn't be a stick in the mud like the last one; people like that always killed her vibe. "Nothing like the the beautiful stench of decay and desparate to bring people together." She remarked in a light hearted tone, knowing that the mood of this group was about as colorful as a funeral. They could keep this mission serious, but for the love of the force someone crack a smile.

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[Tarrius Drast]

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Tarrius peered towards the group, his hand resting firmly around the grip of his blaster. The former vigilante counted three of them. They seemed to be dressed like your typical dredge that lurked within these areas. His mind raced under his stolen Mandalorian helmet--were they lower level scrapers, junkies, or criminals? He hadn't seen their faces on the local bounty board, nor had he ever seen their contacts within any of the various hunting organizations within the sector.

"You're not with the guild," his voice would respond in a gruff manner through his helmet's communicator, "And you're not with the gang," his hand would rest at his side. "Otherwise you three would be dead."

The bounty hunter would walk past the group, "The Guild has this one..go home."

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[Sakadi Marathi Sinvala]

While he may have had no direct intentions of harming the three Jedi, she still took note of his hesitation, her own grip tightening around the lightsaber hilt. As he mentioned the guild, however, Sakadi understood what the man was doing here. He was not their opponent, or atleast she hoped that he wouldn't be. She patiently waited for him to finish talking, before she would reach out with the Force. Her voice would echo through the minds of all three beings present.

"I'm afraid that this matter is out of the guilds hands." she calmly conveyed, as she stared at the Mandalorian helmet. The man seemed to believe that he could either handle this pirate gang, or three Jedi on his own. "If you are going to continue either way, I suggest you don't enter that place alone."

 

[Reuben Azari]

When Reuben felt Ash's hand placed gently on his shoulder he turned to look at her and offer a reassuring smile, having her here with him was always comforting and she knew how to put his mind at ease- though the pair hadn't been together long they were getting on well despite some contrasts in personalities. However, he wasn't afraid of the newcomer as such but rather weary of him, as one would be of anyone on Nar Shaddaa, especially since the man's hand was now resting on his blaster, so his hand remained on the concealed lightsaber hilt at his hip. As the man spoke to them, Reuben said nothing, he knew he was here to support the knights and learn, nothing more, he knew his place.

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[Ashlyna Talmount]

Ash smiled and shook her head, squeezing Reuben's shoulder before stepping up to the man. He thought he was tough? Pft, Ash could kick his ass three ways to sunday and still have time to spare; not that she would of course, this was all a figure of speech. "Sir, I think you're mistaken." Ash stated, waving her hand to get his attention. "The guild has nothing on this at the moment, so I'm going to ask that you either step aside, or step up. Because speaking frankly, you seem to be in over your head, and your death would be a tragedy." Ash started off, trying to be civil, though if that was going to work was anyone's guess. She already had Sakadi's words to go off of, and now Ash added her own.

"If you plan on trying to carry this sort of thing out sir, why don't you let us go in first. No need to hurt yourself, you have retirement to consider after all." Ash smiled at the man, throwing in a wink for good measure, as she set her hand on her hip holstered blaster. She was hoping the man would get the message. If not well....she had seen people come and go, and she knew well enough that you couldn't save everyone; but sure was going to try.

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